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Sunday, September 18, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday - Walking The Edge: Snippet #15

Hey beautiful people!

It's another bright, sunny Sunday here in Mauritius. Spring is definitely here, finally! Yes, time is running way fast - I have no clue where this past week went, and wham! - it's time for exciting SSS excerpts again.

Without further ado (and me waxing lyrical because I think the sun is getting to what's left of my brain!), let's head to Marseille and that scene on the darkened doorstep of police commissaire Gerard's house. We're still in the early chapters of Walking The Edge, and things start to take a turn for the worst - or for the better maybe, when it appears nothing is as it seems...

Last week, Gerard was on his knees, brought down by a boot-kick in the stomach and a fist slam to the temple. His assailant was bringing out a gun...

"...

Time stood still while he tried to breathe and remain conscious.

And then something happened so quickly he had trouble grasping it; the guy howled and went down, his free hand clutching his neck as Gerard caught sight of a cherry-red flash.

The thug lifted and aimed his gun - another red flash haloed the first; two shots rang, and the thug slumped.

Gerard moved his gaze to where the flashes had appeared, and he saw his Sig in the hands of the one who'd saved him.

Legs braced, back straight, she held the gun in both hands, the left cupping the right, with wisps of smoke gently drifting from the barrel.

He blinked when he focused on her face...."

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Very nice six... And so she saved him and he's indebted to her. What a way to meet -- if they are meeting. Will look forward to more!

Thanks for the visit to my blog, Zee. I'm far, far away from Mauritius, unfortunately. I'm in Curacao, in the Caribbean. But it also used to be a Dutch colony, so perhaps the similarities stem from that? I've noticed other islands in this part of the world aren't the melting-pot that ours are. Interesting thought...

Glad to see you over here! Lol, these two have met in the previous scene - my past SSS followed that, but this is still a shocker to him as nothing is as he thought it was. :)

I've heard of Curacao - beautiful place! When I look a images and footage of Caribbean islands, I'm amazed how much they resemble Mauritius - like in Rihanna's video Man Down. The place looks exactly like the western coast here. And isn't it a wonderful privilege to live in such melting pots? The staggering amount and variety of the culture - takes one experiencing it to know what it feels like, innit? We used to be a Dutch colony too, yeah. :)

Thanks Jalisa! Yes, she's a good shot and one hell of a woman - and that surprised both Gerard and her right there. FYI, she has amnesia, and dreamt of Gerard as her lover in the past. But he didn't recognise her when she came up to him, and thought she was a lure sent by the criminals he is pursuing to bait him. :)

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